Loud Mouth

On my left, was a green eyed man
Who told lies
I couldn't help but hear him say
"We're all better off dead
    Because everyone in the government is a crook
    Hypocrites don't care, they just go to church
    And I take drugs, because if I didn't, I'd go crazy"

A man walked by not hearing a thing
He didn't care
He wasn't headed towards no church

But on my right, was a man partially blinded
Who was definitely a saint
In World War Two
A cannon blew
He is punished for life
But not a single complaint did I hear from him
He told me he was lucky
    to be alive

Loud mouth shut your face
You hurt yourself
Blame everyone else
And make yourself a disgrace

By:  Roger Harkness


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